Hah Steve, I do the same thing...I know I should use a patterned shirt when eating mucky food, but never think about it until afterwards...Cute verse, thanks for the smiles.

 

Maria

Well I've come to expect

Kippers and Custard

Old recipies remembered

From an old Bustard

 

Powerdered was difficult

During the war

Good job we don't need

Ration books no more

 

As for the texture

And also the taste

I'm sure you won't let

It go to waste

 

I like spaghetti bolognese too, Steve, and it usually ends up around my face.  Hubby always laughs at my red moustache.

Tis not spaghetti that makes me a mess,

but coffee on white shirt I must confess.

I swirl the pasta on fork with finesse,

but in the wee morning java spilled I protest!

When I eat that dreaded spaghetti,

The pasta sauce goes all over me!

All down my t-shirt and the back

of my hand,

I feel as if I'm living in Tomato Land!

I twirl the spaghetti on my fork with finesse,

But when I look down - oh, what a mess!

I undress and put my clothes in the machine,

The only way to get them clean.

I sit there in my dressing gown

Feeling like such a clown!

 

I can't help it, though. I love spaghetti bolognese!

 

A wonderful poem and absolutely fun responses.  This is a great thread... bear

Nomatter how tightly

I wind the strands,

a last little end drops

flicking red bands

onto the lightest

thing I could wear

that's when a - Mamma

in Italiana will a - swear!!!

 

 

Loved your poem, Steve, know that feeling,

enjoyed your thread, lol, Zy 

 

Crumbs, Maria in her patterned shirt
Poetess without her skirt
Peter Ol mate what can I say
Me with no shirt, you in disarray

 

Jayne I'll tell you what I do
Here is a little tip for you
And for all you red moustache slackers
I collect the false ones from Christmas crackers

 

Those black plastic ones, everyone knows
They clip on below your nose
Eat your Bolognese with wanton passion
And your real moustache, will stay in fashion

 

Then no more red upper lip
Here is another handy tip
Wash by hand the one you Christmas crackered
Or you may find your dishwasher knackered

 

Dix the coffee should go from cup to mouth
But then I guess you live in the south
Zy try harder to twist your fork tight
Or for goodness sake, wear dark, not light

Ha ha ha and hehehe

Though thread is tightly woven

Unwinds delightfully

Funny how things upset me

Messy food can be one of them

Make light of the moment

Just laugh at yourself

Don't feel you've been had

Abstract on shirt

How cool is that.

hahaha Stella! 

 

tomato sauce causes indigestion

for those of us with acid rejection

now mayo and mustard is a mess

they squirt right on my pretty dress!

eating messy foods

can be a fright

but be certain

my taste buds delight

in pasta and

red sauce for sure

about the messes

they make I believe

wearing a bib

would be a cure